A car accident, our family of three crossed

The group arrived at the old patriarch's house. Song Ning had already been placed in the house. The village doctor had just come to see him and said that it was nothing serious and he would be fine after a good night's sleep. However, the wound on his arm needed to be bandaged properly.

Hearing that Song Ning was fine, everyone couldn't help but breathe a sigh of relief. To avoid suspicion, the men stopped in the main room, while He Wangshi and several enthusiastic aunts went into the house to check the situation.

In the room, the aunt and daughter-in-law were standing by. One of the aunts was bandaging Song Ning's wound, feeling distressed: "Oh, look at this good hand being stabbed, full of holes, this is..."

"How did you tie it?" another aunt asked a little confused.

Aunt Sun said, "When we arrived, the child was lying there covered in blood. I was so scared at the time!" Thinking back now, she is still scared, "I heard Dazhu's wife say that she stabbed herself."

"Why did she stab herself?" Everyone was puzzled.

When He Wangshi heard this, she understood a little. When she was young, she had worked as a maid in a wealthy family in the city. Her knowledge was broader than that of an ordinary country woman.

"She probably stabbed herself to keep herself awake." Looking at the wound on Song Ning's hand, she felt extremely complicated. She had no idea how to deal with what her daughter-in-law had done.

Looking at Yangyang, who was leaning on her aunt's arms at this moment, she had stopped crying and only sniffed from time to time. Her red eyes were staring at Song Ning intently.

Mrs. He Wang sighed secretly, what a sin!

In the main hall, the old patriarch sent away some irrelevant people, and then asked about Xiao Wang's matter.

The head of the village remained silent, smoking his pipe. After a long while, he told the story of what Xiao Wang had done.

He said guiltily, "Uncle, I don't manage the household well. Shuheng just asked us to take good care of his wife and children, but the next moment, one of my own people harmed his wife. How can I explain to Shuheng..." He really couldn't go on and pounded his thigh in annoyance to vent his sorrow.

When Mrs. He Wang came out of the house, she saw this scene and felt equally uncomfortable, but she didn't know what to say.

"What kind of women are you from the He family..." The old patriarch wanted to say something unpleasant, but when he saw He Wangshi coming out from the corner of his eye, he stopped talking and said, "Forget it, let's wait until Shuheng's wife wakes up before we talk about this!"

When Wan Baolu returned to the county town from Shangtang Village, he found the county magistrate Peng Desheng and asked him to speak for him and teach those unruly people in Shangtang Village a lesson.

However, this time, Peng Desheng not only did not vent his anger for him, but instead scolded him severely and told him to be quiet for the time being and not to do anything too outrageous.

It was because he had previously made too much of a show by framing Hang Shuheng and sending him to jail, and these things somehow spread to some scholar circles, and now many scholars have stood up to seek justice for Hang Shuheng.

One scholar is easy to deal with, but if it is a group of scholars, it will definitely be a big trouble. If this matter gets out of hand, I am afraid it will not end well.

At this time, Peng Desheng was extremely regretful. Why did he become so obsessed with small profits and help Wan Baolu to deal with a scholar?

And this culprit who had caused trouble and was unaware of it actually came to his door and asked him to teach the people of Shangtang Village a lesson. He thought the matter was not serious enough...

Wan Baolu was scolded by Peng Desheng and returned home in disgrace. As soon as he left, Peng Desheng asked someone to find out what Wan Baolu had done in Shangtang Village.

But when Peng Desheng got the news, he was in a state of panic. He thought there were many ways to get a secret book, and there was no need to put someone in jail. It turned out that he had gone through so much trouble to covet the beauty of someone's wife. This dog really can't stop eating shit.

Song Ning woke up around dusk. Looking at the unfamiliar environment, she was a little overwhelmed.

Yangyang stayed by Song Ning's side for the entire afternoon, not leaving for a quarter of an hour. He didn't drink a drop of water or eat a grain of rice, and no one could coax him.

He just lay there next to his mother, raising his head from time to time to see if she had woken up. His pitiful appearance would make anyone who saw him feel heartbroken.

Mother and son are connected by heart. Yang Yang noticed it the moment Song Ning woke up. He raised his head and their eyes met. Yang Yang's mouth pursed, and he immediately threw himself into her arms with tears in his eyes and cried, "Mother, mother..."

The people who were busy outside heard the noise in the house and were afraid that something had happened, so they hurried in to check.

"Oh, she's awake. That's great." The aunt who just ran in was overjoyed to see that Song Ning had woken up. She shouted outside, "She's awake, Shuheng's wife is awake..."

When everyone in the family heard her shout, all the women rushed into the house. When they saw that Song Ning had really woken up, they all showed sincere smiles on their faces. It was great.

My uncle's grandmother sat on the kang and asked lovingly, "My dear, how do you feel? Are you feeling uncomfortable anywhere?"

When Song Ning saw these familiar faces, she realized that she was in the old patriarch's house. She said weakly, "I feel a little dizzy and I don't have any strength."

"Maybe the effect of the drug hasn't completely worn off yet, but it's good that you've woken up. I have some porridge simmering in the pot. Eat something later and sleep for another night. You should be fine tomorrow."

The auntie said with concern, thinking that Yangyang hadn't eaten a single bite of food all day, she touched his little head and said, "Yangyang also needs to eat, you know, eat with mother, okay?"

"Thank you, Auntie!"

Yangyang was still lying in Song Ning's arms, silent and sullen, neither nodding nor shaking his head.

"Hey, we're all family, why thank you!"

After she finished speaking, she went to the kitchen and brought out some porridge. The soup for the porridge was made from the big bones that Song Ning had brought over in the morning!

This time, Yangyang didn't need anyone to coax him. He drank the porridge obediently and finished the whole bowl.

Seeing this, the second aunt beside him said distressedly: "Good boy, you are finally willing to eat."

After the mother and daughter had finished drinking the porridge, their aunt and several aunts cleaned up the dishes and left, leaving some space for the mother and daughter to have a good rest.

At night, the two aunts came in and took a look. They saw the mother and daughter snuggling together and had fallen asleep.

They raised their index fingers at the same time to keep quiet, covered the mother and daughter with quilts carefully, turned off the lights, and then quietly left, for fear of waking them up.